Yet you make our Bohemianism seem like a vulgar thing. Foolish compliments were tossed about like confetti. I have seen many of them. In the grate were some charred fragments of a marriage certificate. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. As far as I can, I belong to them all. ’ ‘Are you off your head? Think I don’t know you’re up to some mischief or other?’ Melusine feigned innocence. ‘As for what to do, I wonder if young Charvill would be worth a visit. ‘When I thought to make them sympathique for me, with a little tear, you understand, and some tricks feminine of this kind—’ ‘Feminine tricks, too?’ cut in Gerald admiringly, controlling a quivering lip. Don't strip me quite. "You were a little out of your head. I know in Paris you pinched and scraped that your sister might have the dresses and entertainments she desired.
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